Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SKY OF BLOOD, by GUSTAVE KAHN


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First Line: The hour of the white cloud has softened on the plain
Last Line: O golden heath, o sky steeped in blood.
Subject(s): Blood


The hour of the white cloud has softened on the plain
In bloody glimmerings, in woolly skein,
O rosy heath, O sky steeped in blood.

The hour of the golden cloud has paled upon the plain,
And slowly the long white veils must fall again,
O purple heath, O sky steeped in blood.

The hour of the golden cloud has burst upon the plain,
The reeds under the sky of hate sing a quiet strain,
O red heath, O sky steeped in blood.

The hour of the golden cloud has passed across the plain
Swiftly: the splendor is far off amain,
O golden heath, O sky steeped in blood.





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